Taoist chanting

Chapter 133 Showing the spirit of the pen to draw magic

Taking the note written by the host, Zhang Wenfeng went to the accounting room, and Zhang Wenfeng received a green cloth package.

He returned to his own room, and first put the sixty spiritual energy stone rewards he got this time, and the sixteen spiritual energy stones he had reimbursed, into the storage bottle for storage.

This time when he came to the Daolu branch, he originally wanted to go to the cashier to exchange for a spirit jade stone to prepare for the arrangement of the Taoist formation.

Now there is no need, the aura stone on hand is enough for him to draw the positive and negative wood line gossip runes.

There were three other items in the opened cloth package.

A porcelain bottle contains six "Qing Qi Pills", which are suitable for him to take to improve his cultivation.

In the practice world, pills are hard currency and can be used as currency.

A light-colored wooden box, inlaid with a bead the size of a pigeon's egg, the color is fiery red, and there are occasional flashes of lightning on the bead's surface. It is a "fire thunder bead" for attacking.

This kind of powerful thunder beads, which are similar to talismans and easy to use, are rarely sold by various sects and Taoist temples.

Zhang Wenfeng sacrificed the Leizhu once according to the paper notes in the box, and put the box back into his sleeve.

The last piece was a "Law Enforcement Guard Wristband" made of some kind of monster skin. Picking up the attached piece of paper and looking at it carefully for a while, Guanzhu Zhang grinned.

This is a murderous sharp weapon, a weapon developed by Daolu Institute combining hidden weapons, talismans, and mechanisms.

After the sacrificial training, within ten feet, you can use Yuan Qi to control the wrist to shoot three "wooden evil stabs".

According to the introduction on the piece of paper, the Wooden Xingxie Thorn is made of self-cultivation metal. It is engraved with wooden lines and popular runes. It has the characteristics of a magic weapon and has the concealment of a hidden weapon. It is much more powerful than a first-order talisman.

One evil-killing thorn can be fired alone, or three evil-killing thorns can be fired at once, and the law enforcement guards of the Daolu branch are not allowed to equip it.

The launch speed is fast and it is hard to guard against.

Compared with the one-time use of talismans and thunder beads, the evil thorn can be installed and used repeatedly.

A good thing for self-defense and evil.

Zhang Wenfeng sacrificed this compound magic weapon, put it on the top of his left wrist, and then lowered his sleeve to cover it invisible.

Putting away other items on the desk, Zhang Wenfeng opened the door with a calm face and went out.

He is very satisfied with the rewards issued this time.

Director Wu previously told him that he can choose the reward items he needs for his contribution in the future, or they can be issued by the Daolu branch of the county city according to his attributes, because the magical instruments and elixirs developed by the Daolu Academy in the capital city Items, new products appear at any time, you need to try your luck.

The "Law Enforcement Guard Wristband" rewarded to him is probably a new product.

When I killed the devil in the early morning yesterday, I didn't see the headmaster and Yun Qiuhe equipped to use it, otherwise I would have used it.

Walking into the master's hall again, there were two more people beside the coffee table, Yun Qiuhe and Yue Anyan were sitting, it should be Fu Gujing who called them.

After saying hello and exchanging greetings, Yun Qiuhe smiled and brought a few charcoal sketches of mianguo, zongguo, and peaches that she had practiced herself from the desk next to her. I have drawn a lot.

The fruits on two of the exercises are very good, and the progress is rapid.

Zhang Wenfeng knew that the other party really liked to draw, so he walked with Yun Qiuhe, took the soft charcoal strips from the willow branches from the woman, and corrected some minor mistakes in the exercises while explaining.

Let her pay attention to the expression of weight, virtual reality, etc., choose words carefully, point out the perspective principle of "near large, far small", draw pictures on blank rice paper, use examples in life to prove, and explain the characteristics of various compositions by the way.

This woman has a strong ability to accept, so he went deeper.

The three people who drank tea over there were not invited, so they would not come here, even if they heard it, they would not understand.

The two communicated for about a quarter of an hour, and used up all the blank rice paper brought by Yun Qiuhe. At the end of the page, there was a landscape splashed ink painting at the bottom, which was quite bold and bold, with wide opening and closing, and wanton brush and ink.

Layers of mountain peaks are stacked with thick ink, and there is a certain momentum in it.

Seeing Guanzhu Zhang staring at her graffiti, Yun Qiuhe hurriedly reached out to take it away, saying: "Drawings indiscriminately don't catch everyone's eyes."

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "The painting is very imposing, the ink is eclectic, and the charm is vivid."

After pointing out the sketches for so long, I happened to see an atmospheric landscape painting that didn't look like a woman's hand, which aroused the desire in his heart to paint, and the inspiration of flowing ink-colored mountain shadows appeared in front of him. After thinking about it, he said: "Looking at your My hands are itchy too, why don’t I find a quiet place and I’ll draw a picture.”

Some inspirations burst out by accident, and there is no such shop after this village.

He has a strong desire to paint an ink landscape.

"Okay, go to my room, it's clean there."

Yun Qiuhe said happily, this is the first time that Zhang Guanzhu offered to paint.

She also didn't put away a pile of study manuscripts spread out on the desk that had been corrected by the master Zhang, and explained the drafts with novel knowledge. The charcoal drawings had to be carefully tidied up, and she would do it slowly when she came back. This is a rare opportunity.

Seeing that the two of them were about to go out as if no one was around, Fu Gujing hurriedly got up and said, "I'm going to appreciate Brother Zhang's paintings."

The last time he saw Brother Zhang painting a portrait of Junior Sister Yun, he was vaguely touched, but unfortunately he couldn't catch it.

Yue Anyan stood up and said with a smile, "I'll go too."

Zhang Wenfeng smiled and nodded: "It may take a long time to draw, which will delay your work."

He is brewing something to draw to maximize his inspiration.

"Don't delay, these few days are free, and it's a kind of enjoyment to watch brother Zhang draw." Fu Gujing smiled, and he also hoped that the longer the painting this time, the better, and asked the master who didn't get up, "Aren't you going?"

Wu Ganping waved his hand: "I am busy with mundane affairs, you go, I will go to appreciate Brother Zhang's masterpiece when the painting is finished."

He is not very interested in painting and playing, and he doesn't have the time and leisure.

Yun Qiuhe turned around and warned: "Master, I will clean up the sketches on the table later. Don't let your servants flip them over, as the charcoal ink will be easily wiped off."

"Okay, don't let them touch."

A group of four came to Yun Qiuhe's small house, which was decorated very distinctively.

In the middle is a wooden table more than ten feet long, on which are placed charcoal sticks, sketches, brushes and other items, there are four chairs against the wall, piled with unfinished rice paper, and there are two bronze painting jars in the corner, with many scrolls , there are no other items, not even a coffee table, the whole studio is a mess.

"It's a little messy, Zhang Guanzhu laughed at it, I'll clean it up right away."

Yun Qiuhe let the guests into the room, and realized later that her nest hadn't been tidied up, but she had a thick skin and didn't treat the three of them as outsiders.

Fu Gujing came in for the second time, and glared at the careless junior sister.

Is this like a place for women?
It's not just a little chaotic, it's very chaotic, and there's nowhere to go.

Yun Qiuhe acted as if she didn't see her senior brother's face, she was busy, and besides, she cleaned it up quickly and then messed it up.

She quickly gathered the items on the desk, put them under the desk, wiped the table with a dry rag, and took the time to ask: "Master Zhang, what tools do you need this time?"

Yue Anyan helped pack some small items, and the drawings on the chair were not disturbed, she knew how to measure.

"Is there any rice paper that is two feet long? I will draw a landscape."

"Have."

Yun Qiuhe was very pleasantly surprised, she hadn't seen Zhang Guanzhu's landscape paintings before, and she liked Zhang Er's paintings as soon as she got started.

Without certain skills, you can't master the structure, color setting, blank space, echoing and other skills of super large-scale pictures.

Take out a roll of linen felt from under the desk, and lay it flat on the table, then take a piece from a roll of thick jade Xuan, spread it on the felt, and flatten it with a few pieces of jade. She made this desk at the beginning, It can draw up to two paintings.

There are two washes of fine porcelain, two inkstones, rosin ink, cinnabar ink and a brush of various specifications.

With quick hands and feet, he arranged the table in an orderly manner in a short while, and even scooped water from the bucket by the wall with a porcelain bowl, and slowly grinded the ink.

Zhang Wenfeng chose two big hairs and two long hairs, soaked them in clean water, and squeezed out the excess water.

After Mo Yancong, his idea was basically completed.

Use a large pen to dip in ink and water, splash the ink and swipe the pen, the ink is dripping, and draw from left to right.

For a while, there was only the rustling sound of the brush drawing on the paper, and the three people in the room watching the painting fell into silence.

Yun Qiuhe looked at the mountain peaks forming one after another, and large swaths of clouds and mists lingering in the mountains, his eyes glowed.

She is an expert, and what she appreciates is the artistic conception and technique, and she secretly enjoys it.

After the ink is splashed, the ink is broken, and the layers are gradually clear and rich.

Scratching, rubbing, rubbing, dotting, and dyeing are all done by Zhang Wenfeng. He repeatedly recites "The Sutra of Chang Qing Jing" silently in his heart, so that he can maintain a "pure state of mind".

He wants to use the paintbrush in his hand to communicate a little flash of light in the dark, and make it concretely displayed.

Time passed unknowingly, and the sky gradually dimmed.

Candles were lit on the four walls of the room, illuminating it brightly.

Zhang Guanzhu put his heart and soul into it, unconsciously injecting Yuan Qi into the brush and blending it into the painting.

All the techniques are transformed into his instinct after being extremely proficient, and every stroke and stroke fits his state of mind.

High mountains, strange rocks, ancient trees, and streams all endow him with understanding and expression.

After he finished painting the woods in the lower middle with the leaves, he suddenly stood still in place while holding the pen, closing his eyes as if lost in thought.

On the phantom of the ancient scroll in his sea of ​​consciousness, there are golden lights gathering from nothingness, and finally a line of halo flowing writing appears:
"The nameless is the beginning of all things; the name is the mother of all things."

A magical power called "Hundred Turns and Thousand Returns Curse" was quietly generated.

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(End of this chapter)